"Chu Shanhe's remnant soul?"
Ancestor Wu Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression turning grave.
He had never imagined that after the Battle Marks obliterated Chu Shanhe's Immortal Soul Body, a remnant of his soul would still remain.
"Chu Shanhe's remnant soul?"
Lu Ren was startled too. He stared hard at Chu Shanhe's corpse.
Ancestor Wu Zhen clearly had no intention of leaving. He sneered. "Chu Shanhe, if I remember correctly, you were only at the Sixth-Step Supreme Realm back then. If you think you can make me back down, it won't be that easy!"
Chu Shanhe had fallen. His Eight-Marked Battle Body had shattered, leaving behind an Ordinary Battle Body.
Even if Chu Shanhe's remnant soul could unleash some kind of power, it could not possibly hurt him.
Perhaps that last blow had been nothing more than the lingering might of the Eight-Marked Battle Body within the corpse.
"I was invincible in life. In death, I remain invincible!"
Powerful Battle Intent burst from the corpse once more. It gathered into a phantom identical to Chu Shanhe, unmistakable from the contours of his face.
The phantom was Chu Shanhe.
"Is that Chu Shanhe's Undying Battle Soul?"
Lu Ren was stunned.
Shock appeared on Ancestor Wu Zhen's face as well.
When cultivators with exceptionally strong Battle Intent died, they could indeed give rise to Undying Battle Souls. But almost all such souls possessed nothing beyond the instinct to fight.
Chu Shanhe's Undying Battle Soul, however, had a mind of its own.
"Why aren't you gone yet?"
Chu Shanhe's roar carried terrifying power. It hurled Ancestor Wu Zhen back again, sending blood spilling from his mouth.
"Damn it!"
Ancestor Wu Zhen clenched his fists, unwillingness plain on his face.
His plan had been seamless. Not only could